These thorns were planted by the Miao family. Since they were used to protect the city, they must know how to control them.

Nowadays, the act of setting a temple is completely within their expectations.

only--

"Dragon, do you want to leave?"

"What!?"

The second son was stunned and immediately understood what Feng Chenglin meant, and his face instantly pale.

"You...you won't want..."

He looked at Ding Temple and Thorns in horror, stuttering.

"Want to follow his path...go?!"

Crazy!!

Those thorns will not hurt that person, but it does not mean they will not hurt them!!

Feng Chenglin suddenly flew out without any explanation: "If you want to leave, follow us!"

He was sure that the temple would not let the thorns hurt them.

And now, it is a great time to leave!

More importantly, Ling Luoyu's advice—

Follow the temple closely!

So, this is the best time to get close to him!

As for the second child, if you want to leave, if you don’t want to leave, if you stay.

Whether it is life or death has little to do with him!

Therefore, no matter whether he is pretentious or timid, he cannot control his stay or not.

Sure enough, the moment he saw Feng Chenglin running towards him, Ding Temple's pupils shrank-

As long as he thinks, this is the best time to get rid of Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin!

It seemed that he felt the murderous intent in his heart, and the tentacles of the thorns suddenly became crazy when Feng Chenglin approached.

Countless notes of paper flew, tangling towards the wind to form a forest.

"stop……"

Ding Temple suddenly drank, raised his left hand and stretched towards the direction of Fengchenglin.

At that moment, the thorns of Feng Fatty were about to be touched, as if they had seen a ghost, and they were scrambling back frantically.

“Thank you…’

Feng Chenglin immediately raised his eyebrows, but his eyes locked on Ding Temple's left hand.

On his left hand, he was wearing an ancient black ring, and the material was hard to see clearly.

When he saw Feng Chenglin's gaze, Dingmiao suddenly turned his hand, clenched his left hand into a fist, hid the ring in his palm, and quietly carried it behind him.

But the second son then seemed to understand something: "You are from the Miao family..."

His eyes stared at Dingmiao's left hand and shook his head incredibly.

"I understand... The reason why the silver-robed killer appeared here is to chase you..."

Suddenly he raised his head and looked at Ding Temple in horror.

"It was you who attracted him..."

Dingmiao's pupils shrank: "Who are you! How do you know so detailed?"

"I……"

The second child instantly realized that he was talking too much!

At this moment, his words were enough to reveal his identity.

"I... are their friend! Brother Feng, do you think so?!"

"Yeah?"

Dingmiao was very alert and looked at Feng Chenglin aggressively.

"He is in the same group as you guys?!"

Feng Chenglin was speechless and shrugged indifferently: "We don't know much about you yet... Do you think we are from the same group?!"

What a joke?!

How could it be possible to ask him to be blamed for his second child?

The second person is from the Killer Pavilion, so he must know some of the internal news.

Therefore, the inside story he knows should be more than he and Ling Luoyu.

Now the final shot—

"That...he is from the Killer Pavilion!!"

Second brother: "…"

Oh shit!!

It would be fine if you didn't help cover it up, but he even took advantage of the situation and took advantage of the situation!

He was afraid that he would not die, so he insisted on making his identity public.

Now it's time!

After hearing about his identity, how could the Miao family let him go?!
Chapter completed!